Three six two seven.... three six two nine... three six three one... seems like the place... Soon the jacket clad student had happened upon the correct designation number as he passed each storage building with a sense of irritation and inquisitiveness. Apparently the building was owned by some retailer down in the commercial district -one whose name he couldn't really recall, even if he looked at the papers once again. Either way this seemed to be the place he had to be.
Like any warehouse, it was pretty huge, large doors seemed to mark an entrance for vehicles while the smaller, person sized doors were obviously meant for people on the job. The large doors were open, and several trucks of a large enough size seemed to be parked with the trailers facing inwards towards the building for better accessibility. Even if Kyrios was used to this sort of thing, it was pretty awkward to be the new fellow to the job. This left him in a strange spot. He didn't really know the flow of the job, and it was obvious he needed some help. But he also didn't want to seem like a deer in headlights. In his mind he had to think quick, there had to be a shameless way to go about this!
Eventually the ashy student was defeated as the answer was as obvious as moldy bread; he had to get some help. Again his eyes scanned the scene, this time not for any designation but more rather for a person. When that failed, there was only one last option... leave this place and act li- okay that was the last option, but there was still one other avenue to explore. Looking in no particular direction, he simply walked up to an individual at random that seemed to be around and spoke to them. "Eyy pally. Ya know yer way around here? Kind of new to the place." If anything he hoped the fellow he did randomly pick was of the helpful sort, otherwise there might be a problem of some sort.